WITHOUT YOU [draco malfoy fanfiction]

44. Narcissa Black Malfoy

[The art is not mine, credit to the respective artists for the art in this chapter]

DRACO:

The first thing that went through my mind when I saw my mother standing at the door to my dorm was that this was definitely not something that a parent should witness their child doing ever in their life.

Irene quickly scrambled from the bed and rushed into his bathroom mumbling something about 'just can't keep it in his pants for more than 5 minutes' and 'coming back in complete clothing' and 'blasted Dumbledore should have mentioned that in the letter'.

Mum's eyes followed Irene's movements till she closed the door to the bathroom, then she finally looked at me.

"Draco" she said with a small fond smile. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, I couldn't help the smile that broke through on my face.

"Mum" I said and hugged her. I inhale her comforting scent and tighten my grip on her marginally. I've missed her. Even though I hadn't said anything about it, I was constantly worried about her ever since I received her letter. To see her well and unharmed is soothing.

"How are you my dear dragon" she asks, still holding me.

"I'm good" I say while releasing myself from the hug. "How are you mum?"

"I'm fine Draco. Happier that I got to see you"

"Father?" I ask

Her mouth ticks, a nervous habit. "He's well too" she says after a while

I scratch the back of neck nervously, "Yeah, so is there an official reason for this visit? I thought parents were not allowed in the premises without invitation?"

"I have my ways Draco. Now will you invite me to sit, so that I can have a conversation with you?" it is then that I notice that mum is still standing at door. I step aside to give her the space to enter.

Mum takes a seat on my desk chair, and I take a seat on the edge of the bed.

"Draco?"

"Hmm?"

"Granted that I'm your mother but I still think you should wear something more than just boxers in front of me, you are old enough" she says in an amused tone.

I scramble around to quickly put on my sweatpants that were on the floor near the bed and frantically search for my t-shirt.

"The girl was wearing it" mum says.

"Yes. Right" I remember. I grab a new t-shirt from the closet and re-take my seat feeling like I'm being interviewed for my execution.

"What's her name?" mum's voice breaks my reverie.

"huh?"

"The girl, Draco. What's her name?"

"Oh" I say dumbly. "Pierce. Irene Pierce" I take a long breath "She is my girlfriend"

"So not the usual slag"

My eyes widen dramatically, "What? No, mum!"

"Oh hush Draco! I know all about your supposed conquests, there is no need to act all innocent in front of me now. So, she is not one of them?"

"No" I say seriously

"Good" comes the reply. "I would like to speak with her"

"What?" I sputter, oh-so-eloquently.

"I would like to speak with your girlfriend. What's the matter with you Draco?" she admonishes.

"I just- Wouldn't you rather want to talk to me, since you came to see me especially?"